Sister-in-law comes for treatment

Chapter 1017 Sunny Day

sunny.

Sunny day.

It's been many days since we've had such a nice sun.

Around eleven o'clock, even though it was already autumn, the sun was as scorching as in the height of summer, making people's skin feel hot.

Wang Tiezhu frowned and tugged at his cloth shirt: "Now, there are only two seasons left—summer and autumn, with no transition at all."

Beside her, Liu Xiafei wore an oddly styled, oversized short-sleeved shirt. The material was so thin it was almost translucent, and it looked less like clothing and more like a bed sheet. But the loose fit did not conceal her figure; instead, it accentuated her alluring curves—the fabric at her chest was stretched taut, like two small hills, swaying gently with her steps, drawing all eyes to her.

Liu Xiafei raised her hand to her forehead, deliberately puffed out her chest, making her proud curves appear even more magnificent. She swayed her waist and moved closer to Wang Tiezhu, her voice sweet and cloying: "Brother Tiezhu, I'm so hot, you're so cool, let me hug you."

The feeling of holding him while sleeping a few nights ago was so comforting that it still makes her heart itch just thinking about it.

Wang Tiezhu took a step back, his brows furrowing even more deeply. Ever since he learned that this woman had come for something else, he had become more wary and dared not get close to her again. He glanced at the front door, his tone urgent: "You said the person delivering the money would come this morning, but it's already so late, why haven't they shown up yet?"

Fan Shuang and Chen Kai were still waiting for news from him; they needed to at least obtain the assassination target's identity information before they could take action. But as the sun rose higher and higher, the person sent by the Bee Gate to deliver money to Liu Xiafei hadn't even appeared. How could Wang Tiezhu not be anxious?

Liu Xiafei thought to herself, "It's just borrowing some money, so what if I'm a little late? Can't you just coax me a bit? If you make me happy, I'll naturally urge them to send it over quickly."

But she only dared to think these words in her heart. She lent Wang Tiezhu money to curry favor with him and try to build a relationship of trust. If she said something wrong and Wang Tiezhu refused to take the money, that would be a real problem—after all, she could tell that Wang Tiezhu wasn't really short of money at all.

A thousand thoughts raced through her mind, but she still wore a charming smile: "Brother Tiezhu, don't worry, he'll definitely come. We rarely have a chance to be alone together now, so give me a few slaps, okay? I've been wanting to."

This wasn't meant to distract Wang Tiezhu; she was genuinely craving it. Those past few nights, Wang Tiezhu, though seemingly rough, had been incredibly gentle, with just the right amount of force, making her feel completely comfortable and satisfied. Even though she was sore and weak afterward, her heart was pounding with desire, and she couldn't stop thinking about it.

The sun was blazing hot, making him parched, and his longing grew even stronger; he wished he could stick to Wang Tiezhu right away.

Wang Tiezhu froze for a moment upon hearing this, his ears instantly turning bright red. This woman's words were far too explicit, making his scalp tingle with embarrassment. The crucial point was that this was inappropriate!

This is the entertainment market in Shepherd Town. There are only two markets in the town: one is the vegetable market, selling breakfast in the morning, vegetables at noon, and a night market in the evening; the other is this entertainment market. There are four pool tables in the courtyard, two inside storefronts and two outdoors. Next to it is a small internet cafe, a mini karaoke room, and stalls selling ring toss and air gun shooting. There's also a fenced-off area in the corner used as a children's playground. Along with several small hotels, they're all crammed together, creating a lively atmosphere.

They were standing a few steps away from the pool table, where several teenagers were playing with great enthusiasm, their voices and the sound of the pool balls hitting the table buzzing into their ears.

Wang Tiezhu, afraid of being overheard, quickly lowered his voice: "Stop fooling around! If someone hears us, we'll be laughed at."

Liu Xiafei didn't care at all, smiling with her eyes crinkling: "So what if they hear it? They'll just listen. Someone as beautiful as me is only for you to enjoy. How about it, don't you feel a little accomplished?"

Wang Tiezhu subconsciously glanced around and, sure enough, saw several gazes fixed on Liu Xiafei like nails, their eyes burning with intensity, as if they wanted to see right through her body through the thin fabric.

But he felt no sense of accomplishment whatsoever; he just felt extremely uncomfortable—as if he were being watched no matter what he did, which made him feel awkward. He honestly said, "It's really embarrassing."

"Embarrassed?" Liu Xiafei giggled, then leaned forward, pressing her body tightly against Wang Tiezhu. Through the thin fabric, she deliberately rubbed against him gently with her soft body, her voice low and alluringly ambiguous, "How about we go somewhere else? There's a small hotel in this courtyard, isn't there? We can go in, lock the door, and no one will see us. You can do whatever you want."

These words were like a pebble thrown into Wang Tiezhu's heart, creating ripples that stirred up inexplicable restlessness. But reason quickly prevailed over that stirring, and he pulled back slightly to avoid Liu Xiafei's touch: "Stop fooling around, we have serious business to attend to! I'm waiting for someone to bring the money over, and I want to take over that house facing the street today."

Liu Xiafei, however, was unwilling to give up. She grabbed his arm and shook it, saying, "What's the rush? We'll definitely get there today. Let's go to a small hotel for a while; time will pass much faster." She suddenly leaned closer and winked at Wang Tiezhu's ear, "I'll tell you a secret. Lower your head a little; my mouth can't even reach your ear."

secret?

Wang Tiezhu's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was related to the person who delivered the money. After all, he had slept too soundly last night and had no idea whether Liu Xiafei had contacted Sister Lan. Although there was surveillance footage on his phone, he was too busy to even look at it. Now, hearing there was a secret, he lowered his head without thinking and said, "Tell me."

Liu Xiafei's red lips came close to his ear, her warm breath tickling his earlobe, causing Wang Tiezhu to involuntarily shrink back. He lowered his voice and urged, "Speak."

Liu Xiafei deliberately used a high-pitched voice, her voice as sweet as if coated with honey: "Brother Tiezhu, do you know why she's wearing this long-sleeved short-sleeved shirt?"

Wang Tiezhu subconsciously looked down, his gaze sliding down the wide collar. Just one glance made his throat go dry, his heart skip a beat, and his breathing quicken. He swallowed hard and, almost unconsciously, asked, "Why?"

Liu Xiafei's voice grew even more charming, with a hint of sly laughter: "It's convenient."

Wang Tiezhu didn't understand and frowned, asking, "What's convenient?"

Liu Xiafei chuckled and pointed to her hem with her chin: "Take another look down."

Wang Tiezhu lowered his head as instructed, his gaze falling on the hem of her short-sleeved shirt—the fabric barely covered her buttocks, and below that were her smooth, white, slender legs, almost entirely exposed from her toes to the top of her thighs, dazzlingly white, making one's heart burn.

Those legs were indeed beautiful, making one's heart itch with desire. But Wang Tiezhu quickly came to his senses, looked up at the pretty face so close to his, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

These days, it's normal for fashion-conscious girls to dress revealingly. Many women in town wear denim shorts that are much shorter than the hem of this short-sleeved shirt, sometimes even showing half their buttocks. Compared to those, Liu Xiafei's attire is quite conservative; he really doesn't understand why she deliberately wanted him to see her.

A blush rose on Liu Xiafei's face, a mixture of shyness and teasing: "Look more closely."

Wang Tiezhu frowned and lowered his head again—at this glance, he was completely stunned, as if struck by lightning, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Liu Xiafei stretched out her slender hand and gently pulled up the hem of the short sleeve a little bit.

The fabric at the hem of the short-sleeved shirt moved upwards.

The delicate skin at the base of her thighs was revealed, and there was also...